Two Eyes Cenote Sed Feast

khusobek did not stay for dinner.

the crocodilisk would gladly dine on what was left in store-rooms later, and he hoped for the attention of the fellahin at this time; he could hear how each spoke, how each might laugh; they would drink together, servants out from the eye of their master, and he would tell them all the sordid things which he had overheard.

he cut a shining figure that night: eyes darkened, the long lines of his muscular arms accentuated by by green reeds and a sharp piece of mica tangled artfully at his chest, catching the light of the open ceiling.

"very good, eset," the mazoi said when he had crossed to her side after senmut departed; he plucked a date from a nearby table and ate it grinningly, "i did not doubt you and still you have surprised me beyond measure."

the strikingly pretty guest who had come to help with the courses was given a long appraising look, one that teased, one that asked, and then the guard was passing on through the hall to another assignment.